Quotes About Attraction

You're all mine, babe. Knew it the first time I saw you. Couldn't give you up if I tried.

Ruger was over six feet tall, roped with muscle and annoyingly handsome in an I'm-probably-a-murderer-but-I've-got-dimples-and-a-tight-ass-so-you'll-still-lust-after-me kind of way.

I could spend a year trying to describe him, but you still wouldn't fully appreciate his unique appeal until your panties spontaneously combusted the first time he smiled at you.

The man was like heroin-seductive, addictive and a damned good way to wake up dead.

It took everything I had to bite back a little squee of excitement, because there's not a woman on earth who doesn't secretly want to ride off into the sunset with a bad man on a bike .

We're going to fuck. Then I think we'll probably do it again. After that I'll buy you dinner, but only if you're nice.

I didn't need to control her…Hell, I just wanted to sit back and watch her, try to figure out what made her tick and hold on for the ride.

Puck: Thought you weren't that kind of girl. Becca: What kind of girl? Puck: My kind.

I fell for Levi "Painter" Brooks the first time I saw him, although in all fairness I did have a head injury at the time.

This bitch and her gorgeous rack had been making my life a living hell for the past six months, because she was the last think I needed in my life and I'd never wanted to fuck anyone more… And that was a problem.

I wanted him. Wanted him in ways that just weren't right, because nobody should fantasize about fucking their mortal enemy.

Painter's mouth dropped down to my ear, catching it in his teeth just tight enough to hurt. I felt the hardness between his legs grinding into me as need exploded through my body. He smelled so good . . . My hips twisted, desperate for more. Painter groaned.

I'd lick him all over and massage his butt if he asked.

Whatever this was between us, it wasn't one sided and I wasn't the only one blown away. "You can't tell me this isn't happening," he said, the words torn harshly from his throat. I wanted to deny it but I couldn't. "I've never felt anything like it in my life," I admitted. He growled, all savage satisfaction at my admission. Then his hand twisted hard in my hair, bringing his mouth back down over mine.

You can bullshit all you want about sex and one-night stands, but I'm not done with you yet and you know it. I get what I want, and I want you.

her hand lay on my stomach, precisely six inches from the top of my straining dick. I knew this because exactly once every sixty seconds I looked away from the screen to make sure it hadn't ripped a hole through my pants. Then I'd start counting down again, because the counting was the only thing keeping me from rolling her over and shoving my cock so far up her cunt it hit the back of her throat.

Still think I'd be prettier if I smiled?" she asked, the words intense and full of hate. "Yeah," I replied, licking my lips. A wave of heat surged down my spine, and I felt my hips shift restlessly as my cock throbbed. "But pretty is boring. I like you better when you're pissed off. Makes me want to push you down over that desk and fuck you.

My eyes dropped back down to his lips. They were full and way too soft for a guy, which I knew for a fact because they'd been all over my neck earlier. Yup, I'd definitely suck on those, given the chance. I'd suck on them for a good long time. Then I'd start moving down, trying out that pierced nipple on the way down to his cock.

He may be hot as hell, but so far as I'm concerned, the man is pond scum.

She wanted me as much as I wanted her. And yeah, I realize that makes me sound like an egotistical ass, but this wasn't my first rodeo. I saw the lust in her eyes, and the way she licked her lips and stared at my mouth. This wasn't a one-way street, not even close.

It's strange, isn't it, how we can push people away because we want to be near them? Isn't that the silliest thing?

Boys always stared at Leeda, but they stared at Murphy harder because Leeda looked fine like china, but Murphy looked like the world's most decadent banana split. Boys were scared of both of them. Scared of Leeda because she looked too cool to touch and scared of Murphy because they were afraid she might bite them.

The bottom line is that we never fall for the people we're supposed to.

She pulled a chair to the tiny table "I'm starving." "So am I," he answered, but when she glanced up he was looking at her and not the food.